Luoyang...

The hall was filled with the smell of medicine. The eunuchs and palace maids stood on tiptoe, holding their breath, shuttled back and forth without making any sound. The atmosphere was very depressing, and those who wanted to talk used their eyes to communicate most of the time. If they really wanted to say it, they had to retreat.

Outside the hall, he lowered his voice and said.

Emperor Cao Rui was seriously ill and had a bad temper. If there was something wrong, he ordered people to take it out and take it for a stick. In the past few days, he had killed three eunuchs and two palace maids. No one dared to be at this time.

It made him angry and wasted his life.

Cao Rui was lying sick, feeling dizzy, and the sound of the wind that those people took away when walking was like a howling wind, which made him feel like a splitting headache. This time the disease came fiercely, which made him not resist at all, physiologically and psychologically

There are signs of collapse on it.

He felt that he could not hold on.

"Where is King Yan...?" Cao Rui used all his strength and said.

The hall was silent, no one answered, and only he could hear heavy breathing. I don’t know if it was the eunuch who was serving next to me or his. Then, Cao Rui realized that he was wrong. The current King of Yan was Gongsun Yuan, not him.

The one I want, Cao Yu. Cao Yu has been changed to King Lu.

When Cao Rui thought of Gongsun Yuan, he felt a little dizzy. He now felt that it was a mistake to sign Gongsun Yuan as King Yan. He was unable to compete with Wei Ba for Liaodong. He conferred Gongsun Yuan, but he could not perform the functions of the sect leader. Once Liaodong was lost, he would only

It will bring shame to him.

When Gongsun Yuan thought of Wei Ba again, Cao Rui felt his chest tight and panicked, as if something was blocking it, making him unable to breathe.

Wei Ba was stationed in Pengcheng, so that he could not breathe. If he did not leave Pengcheng, Zhang He would not be able to leave. Otherwise, Wei Ba would send food, grass and weapons into Pengcheng, and Zhang He's hard work for several months would be wasted. Lu Xun retreated to Qiao County and forced him to

Sima Yi and Xiahou Ba divided the troops. Xiahou Ba fought with Lu Xun many times in Qiaojun. Although he had no defeat, he did not gain any advantage. His full-strength attack, which he hoped to reverse the situation, seemed to have fallen into the empty space and had no effect at all.

If we continue like this, how can the Great Wei support us? But now we withdraw our troops, Wei Ba and Lu Xun will follow us. They want Yanzhou, Luoyang, and finally want to do his life.

"Where is King Lu?" Cao Rui hissed again, and as the last word was said, he felt a sweet smell.

A voice sounded softly in his ears: "Your Majesty, you have sent someone to preach the imperial edict, and you will be here soon."

"Is it... Concubine Guo?"

"Your Majesty, I am a concubine."

"Where is the queen?"

"...I don't know."

Cao Rui closed his eyes tightly and became even more angry. Queen Mao is getting more and more overly sick now. He is so sick that she doesn't even come to see him. Do you think he is about to die and don't have to be so careless anymore?

"Empress Xuan."

Concubine Guo hesitated for a moment: "Your Majesty, King Lu is coming soon, so let's deal with state affairs first."

Cao Rui let out a breath, nodded weakly, and reached out to hold Guo Fei's hand tightly. How great would it be if Queen Mao was as understanding as Guo Fei.

Outside the hall, Cao Yu and Cao Shuang were talking in the corridor. Cao Yu looked sad and Cao Shuang was silent. Huan Fan stood aside, still chatting and analyzing the war in Yanzhou.

"Your Highness, the lieutenant, you can't drag it anymore. If you miss a single attack, there will be no reason to hit it again. The longer the time is, the more unfavorable it will be for our army." Huan Fan's mouth was filled with white foam, and his mouth was dry.

He was dry and smoked in his throat. He was a little annoyed. He had been talking about such a simple truth for a long time. Why didn’t these two people understand? "Your Highness, confronted each other for half a year, and consumed countless money and food, but the results were all

Can't see. Do you really think that Wei Ba and Lu Xun have no strength to fight back? They don't want to fight back. If the army of Jingzhou goes north to Luoyang, how can our army deal with it? Now the King of Wu is a minister, and the river is all integrated, Jingzhou and Yizhou

, Jiaozhou is a place of wealth, and the only thing we can rely on in the Great Wei Dynasty is Jizhou. We have clear strength and weakness and cannot be fought for a long time..."

Cao Yu interrupted Huan Fan: "Yuanze, we all understand the truth you said, but now what should we do?"

"Retreat troops, negotiate."

"Negotiation?" Cao Shuang sneered: "Speak lightly, hold a lamp grass. His Majesty wants to fight this battle, and he originally wanted to achieve some victory and negotiate with Wei Ba. Now that it is a deadlock, how can he restart the negotiations?

”

"If you don't talk now, can you talk until you are defeated?" Huan Fan retorted: "Captain, Your Majesty will not be ill because of excessive effort. If Your Majesty is not aware of something, our Wei Dynasty will be in chaos, and internal and external affairs will be worrying at that time.

, So how to deal with Wei Ba and Lu Xun's attacks? Besides, do you really think they can't attack? They probably know that Your Majesty is sick, and I'm afraid they just want to wait for Your Majesty..."

Before Huan Fan could finish speaking, Cao Yu glared at him. Huan Fan was indeed smart, but he was too careless to pay attention to his mouth.

Huan Fan quickly closed his mouth, took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and continued, "Also, Wei Ba may be waiting for Zhuge Liang to die."

"Wait for Zhuge Liang to die?" Cao Yu was stunned for a moment and exchanged glances with Cao Shuang.

"Well, Zhuge Liang is the one who takes care of everything. Today's game was actually created by him at the beginning, but it was broken by Wei Ba and another game was set up with his backhand. At this point, can he sit still?

He was unwilling to give up. If he won, it would be no good for him. He could only try every means to make this battle unbeaten. In Chengdu, others could not control the battlefield at all, but they had to work hard. How could they not be sick? If he died

,Who else can control Wei Ba in the Chengdu court?"

Listening to Huan Fan's verbal analysis again, Cao Yu's eyes gradually lit up. He waved his hand and interrupted Huan Fan: "Okay, Yuan Ze, you prepare. If your health improves, you will see you.

If you say so, please make it clear to him.”

"Here." Huan Fan was overjoyed. With his current status, he would not have the chance to see him. If he could perform before the journey, it would be of great help to his career.

Cao Yu turned around and entered the palace. Seeing Cao Rui's dying look, he couldn't help but feel nervous. When he thought of Huan Fan's words, he thought that Wei Ba probably wanted not only to waste Zhuge Liang, but also to waste Cao Rui. So far

Cao Rui's sons died one after another, and there was no official crown prince yet. If he died suddenly, Cao Wei would inevitably fall into a fight for power and profit. Looking at the Cao family's royal family, there was no way to find a powerful figure who could be compared with Cao Rui.

If he dies of illness due to this, it is really not a good thing for Cao Wei.

Alas, the Cao family members either died in internal strife or died young, which is probably a fate.

"Your Majesty, are you getting better?" Cao Yu rushed to the sickbed, saluted, and held Cao Rui's hand. Cao Rui's hand was wet and cold, which made Cao Yu feel uneasy.

"Is there a countermeasure?" Cao Rui reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty, there is a countermeasure." Cao Yu re-expressed Huan Fan's opinion, emphasizing the inconsistency within the Shu Han court. Cao Rui heard it and nodded silently. Cao Yu took advantage of the situation and suggested that Cao Rui and Huan Fan go to the palace.

Cao Rui thought about it but did not agree. He was so tired that he was not energetic that he could listen to Huan Fan's words. He asked Cao Yu to go down and asked Huan Fan to write a memorial and let him read it slowly.

Cao Yu responded, looked at Cao Rui, and stopped talking. He left the palace and conveyed Cao Rui's oral edict. Huan Fan was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Your Highness, in my opinion, the most important thing now is not negotiations."

, Instead, he appointed the crown prince and appointed the regent minister in case of an accident."

Cao Yu's head buzzed and he didn't say anything for a long time.

...

Chengdu, Prime Minister's Mansion.

Zhuge Liang gently pushed away the ginseng soup and closed his eyes tiredly.

Huang Yueying looked at the ginseng soup, then Zhuge Liang's withered face, and put the ginseng soup aside. Zhuge Liang fell ill again, which was different from before. Even if he drank the ginseng soup as water, he would not see any effect.

He was too weak to bear the tonic of ginseng soup.

Huang Yueying sat beside the couch, holding Zhuge Liang's hand, and whispered: "Let you have a good rest, but you just don't listen. You must let the late emperor down, let Your Majesty down, and let Wei Ba down?"

Zhuge Liang didn't say a word. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, saying, "I have devoted my whole life to the late emperor; I treat Your Majesty as my own child, and I have nothing to say. If a great thing fails, it is the will of heaven and not human power.

Can be."

"What about Wei Ba?"

"This is also God's will." Zhuge Liang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with blood, and his eyes were weak. "I was born thirty years earlier than him, and this is fate. Even if I am proficient in health preservation, what can I compare to it?

Did he live thirty years more?"

"It doesn't take thirty years." Huang Yueying's voice was still steady and gentle, as if a gust of autumn wind blew Zhuge Liang's depressed heart a little refreshed. "He may encounter an accident at any time when he fought on the battlefield. Guanzhong was escaped by him.

, Wuling was escaped by him, Bailang Mountain was escaped by him, that was just his luck. It was impossible for a person to be lucky all the time, and there was always time to use up good luck."

"Madam, you don't understand. He is not lucky, he is alert." Zhuge Liang sighed softly, feeling a little disappointed, and a little blaming himself: "Everything can be no longer, it is the dangers that have been tempered again and again

His vigilance, if he avoids these three times, he will not give you a fourth chance."

"At the beginning, you shouldn't have let him take Zhao Yun as his teacher." Huang Yueying lowered her head, "Zhao Yun is undefeated in her life and is the most cautious in his life. Wei Ba followed him to practice martial arts on the cliff, and I'm afraid that this is the one who has learned the most.

Be cautious. If not, even ten of them would have died long ago."

"I think so too, but unfortunately, it's too late to regret." Zhuge Liang closed his eyes again: "What should I do if the war in Yanzhou is in a stalemate?"

"Let's talk." Huang Yueying said: "If Wei Ba wants to be the king, then he will be the king. Since he is not able to turn the tide, it is better to push the boat and add fuel to the fire. Looking at the reactions of the government and the public, it may be effective."

"Do you play hard to get?" Zhuge Liang pondered for a long time: "I am just afraid of helping the evil and will be ashamed of the late emperor in the future."

"If the late emperor had a spirit, he would understand your hard work."

"Is that true?"

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Chapter completed!